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Chapter 130

As the event ended, Sarah gripped the key card finly and opened the door to the reserved

room.

However, the man waiting inside wasn't Cole. It was the middle-aged man who had handed her the key card earlier.

A cigar dangled from his lips, and his loose robe barely covered his sagging body. With a pleased expression, he gazed at Sarah. "What do you want?”

"Why is it you?" Sarah stood rooted to the spot. Didn't Cole ask you to give me this key card?

Why..."

Before she could question further, the middle-aged man grabbed her wrist, pushed her against the wall, and closed in on her. "Cole? The Larson heir? Do you really think you can climb into his bed with just that pretty face?"

"Why don't you stay the night and serve me well instead? Whatever Cole can give you, I can too." With that, he greedily moved in to claim her lips.

"Don't touch me!" Sarah gasped as panic flashed in her eyes.

She frantically broke free from the man's grip, but before she could reach the door handle, he grabbed her waist in frustration and flung her into the suite's living room. She landed on the soft carpet, and her eyes widened as he closed the distance.

Ms. Sarah from Jansen Group! If

afraid of a small rat who barely squeezed her way in? You might as well stop fighting it." With that,

fabric tearing

screamed and fought desperately. Amid the struggle, she grabbed an ashtray and slammed it hard against the

turned and fled without hesitation. Stumbling into

as she looked up, and tears streamed down her face. Clutching onto his collar with trembling hands, she sobbed, "Cole, I'm so scared. I'm freezing. Please, take me

a moment. He glanced at the disheveled

about to order his bodyguards to escort her

quicker. She caught the flicker of disgust in

man's furious shou

afford

him. If she didn't cling to Cole

Cole's arms, looking utterly fragile. "Cole, I only want. you!

Cole was

next moment, Sarah wriggled

was a man after all, and there was no way he could stay indifferent. Before the middle-aged

swallowed them, and desire flared like

still

no one could see and cast a subtle glance

to block Zach and Wendy. "Mr. Larson needs to rest.

of them

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